Zheng Nianru was hastily sent back, still in shock, and Nanny Yun's hands and feet were trembling even now. Seeing the three of them return in such a sorry state, the people in Qishun Building were startled and hurried to attend to their washing and changing of clothes.
"Yin He, where are you going?" asked Xing Yu as she saw Yin He about to leave. They had just managed to escape with their lives, shouldn't he be resting properly at this time?
"I dropped something; I'm going to pick it up," Yin He said with his head down, looking somewhat apologetic.
"Right, right, you're thinking correctly. Hurry up then," Xing Yu remembered that the package she had brought with her was now long forgotten and lost in some corner.
It would be bad enough if it were lost, but it would be even more troublesome if someone else picked it up.
